Inkling

I let the ink flow 

Freely across the page

Intending to paint but

Feeling an uncotrollable urge

To draw words

To make sense of 

A worlds that seems so much

Like a big inkblot test. 

 

And so I did; 

I drew words

And they were

 

Beautiful

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